26.02.2016 - 26.02.2016 32 °C
Are you one of those people who said I was not going to cope with the heat and humidity in Singapore? Yeah, well maybe I should have listened to you instead of listening to my husband who said “let’s go for a long walk in the jungle in the hot afternoon sun”.
The day started pleasantly enough – breakfast with a Narroginite is always a good start to the day! Jo managed to squeeze us in around her busy work schedule, and she very politely refrained from commenting on how much I look like my mother until at least half way through breakfast. Great to catch up with her again after twenty years or so!
It was all downhill from there. Except for the parts that were uphill. We made it to the recommended train station, but then couldn’t work out which bus would take us to Hort Park to start the walk. Nobody in the shopping centre seemed sure, but I convinced Simon that it was probably this way. Turns out it was, well done to me. In hindsight, we should have stopped and had a KFC curry bucket (popcorn chicken, rice and curry sauce) to fortify ourselves before the walk. But we were under the illusion that there would be a couple of little cafes along the way so that we could stop for refreshments, so the curry bucket got ditched. Anyway, back to Hort Park – we started the treetop walk with a moderate level of gusto and enthusiasm, and were rewarded with stunning views of the jungle, city and the port. And stunning amounts of heat and humidity. Urgh. Didn't see any of the wild monkeys that the signs warned against, so there's another day we can tick off as being 'rabies-free'. The walk wasn’t overly long and the hills weren’t overly steep, but the cafes weren’t overly open or overly suitable to hot, sweaty tourists. I don’t think they let you wear your Corangamite Shire hats into places that have valet parking. So we sweated our way through the forest walk and up to Mount Faber, where we were mistaken for Germans while admiring the view of Sentosa Island and the cable car. Thankfully the rest of the way was actually downhill and landed us in a rather well air-conditioned shopping centre that sold the refreshments we had been hoping for. We shared the foodcourt with the Hail Mary the Queen Children's Choir. As you do.
Feeling slightly more human, we headed back to the hotel with simple pleasures in mind – Hainanese chicken rice, showers, packing bags and maybe even one last Singapore Sling. Living the dream.
- Finance news: Simon’s card doesn’t work, new card to be sent to meet us in England. Alison’s card is fully functional. Guess I get to control the spending for now!
- *Health news: Simon insists on taking the stairs, even when there is an escalator. Almost like being at slipper camp, permanently.